Smog
My personal fire alarm - nose - just went off. This time the smell was so acute that I actually believed something might be burning, so I wandered off in the direction of the kitchenette to make sure.
No action there. Had to be the two fuggin' smoking guns that just came in then. Who needs Indonesian arsonists? We've got the ringleaders right here.
Smokers who don't give a rat's ass about inflicting their bad habits on other people should have heavier penalties slapped onto them. Sticks with protruding nails, for one.
Door door
Added a brief of last night's Porta Porta dinner to the
foodie blog. If there's anything that I've left out, drop me a note.
Just look at the blissful expressions!
